The woman smiled, and the movements of her hands did not stop. She stroked her gently, again and again, but her eyes were already looking forward, and the color of her pupils seemed to say: "We'll see!"
After five years, all the grudges and grudges should be settled...
Seven days have come in a blink of an eye, and today is the day when Murong Jue personally leads his men to Qingshan. Now that King Chen is here, I believe that the tribute this time should be foolproof!
Today, Murong Lie came to Prince Chen's Mansion early in the morning. Knowing that Murong Jue was leaving for Qingshan, he specifically wanted to go with him, but this cold and charming man did not agree.
"Third brother, just agree to let me go with you!" Murong Lie said with a pair of sharp eyebrows furrowed. He really wanted to see if the Fire Palace would send their palace master to deal with them this time.
"You stay in the imperial city to help Zhan Zhan, there is no need for you to intervene in this matter!" Murong Jue has already ridden the dark horse, and now his white hair on his shoulders makes him even more charming and cold. It seems that you don't need to look deeply to know that he has gone through many vicissitudes of life!
"Third brother..." Murong Lie begged, hoping that the man in front of him would change his attention.
"No need to mention it at this time, let's go!" Murong Jue didn't give him a chance at all. This time he decided to go to Qingshan in person because he also wanted to see the power of the Agni Fire Palace. It was rumored that their palace master came and went without a trace.
Since the creation of the Agni Fire Palace, no one has seen the true face of this person, so the court has not yet found their hiding place!
Following Murong Jue's order, the men and horses he led shouted loudly and then followed his black horse.
Murong Lie looked at the people who were gradually leaving, and felt a little nervous. Although he was not worried that something would happen to Murong Jue, he was a little disappointed because he might miss seeing the true face of the Lord of the Fire Palace!
Murong Jue also had something on his mind as he walked forward. Since he and Qingcheng visited Qingshan once, he has never gone there alone again. Now that he is here, the scenery has changed and the people have also changed...
Murong Juexing's eyes were dark, looking at the scenery along the way, his mind would always go back to that day out of control!
--no, do not want!
When he wanted to pierce the sharp blade into her heart, she cried and tried to stop him. At that time, he was just her and she already cared about her!
——Murong Jue! How are you?
That day, she cried and hugged him and asked nervously. On that day, he knew that she had him in her eyes!
——Why are you so stupid? Why?
Every concerned question and every tear she made was for him, as if everything happened yesterday...
His heart hurt again, and he could only frown and endure the heart-pounding pain that never stopped, leaving him with no right to cry out!
——Some mistakes cannot be solved by death. If you see her in hell, she will only laugh at you and resent your cowardice and selfishness. If you want to atone for your sins, then make life worse than death!
Murong Jue suddenly remembered Xingyun's words. When he committed suicide and wanted to go to accompany Qingcheng, the man who was his subordinate actually said such words to him coldly.
That day, Murong Jue, whose depression had reached the limit, seemed to have regained consciousness at that moment. When he looked at Xingyun, he suddenly realized that this man might have been living a life that was worse than death!
Murong Jue was still in his memories, but the sound of horse hooves could be heard in front of him. Judging from the sound, there must be a lot of people coming!
"Your Highness?!" The subordinate who had been following Murong Jue came to him on horseback. When he called him, Murong Jue's eyes were already looking forward.
"No problem, step back!" When Murong Jue saw that it was them, he just said softly, and then the men retreated behind him again.
Lu Feifan, who had not seen him for many years, received a letter from Murong Jue from a flying pigeon a few days ago. Knowing that he would come to Qingshan today, he had been waiting here for a long time.
"Your Majesty!" Lu Jiabao and others jumped off their horses and saluted in front of Murong Jue!
"No need to be polite!" Murong Jueping said. After they remounted their horses, Lu Feifan kept pace with him.
"Your Majesty, the tributes arrived safely yesterday, and this time there is no damage at all!" Lu Feifan reported. After the news spread that Murong Jue personally escorted these tributes back to the imperial city this time, it seemed that the people in the Fire Palace were also wary.
They didn’t send anyone out to cause further damage!
"How is the matter that I asked you to investigate?" Murong Jue didn't seem to be very concerned about this issue, and asked with his starry eyes still facing forward.
"The agents sent by my subordinates have been out of contact for many days. They must have found out and silenced me!" Lu Feifan replied with slightly raised eyebrows.
"Has the identity of the Lord of the Agni Fire Palace been discovered?" Murong Jue lowered his gaze and turned to look at Lu Feifan. He didn't care whether Xi Zuo lived or died. What he wanted to know was whether he had discovered the identity of the Lord of the Agni Fire Palace after lurking for so long.
"No!" Lu Feifan replied, his heart trembling. This man's eyes were sharper than they were five years ago.
The expression on Murong Jue's handsome face did not change. His indifference seemed to be covered with a thin layer of frost, but a chill hit him...
The group of people didn't say anything else after that, and they all arrived safely in Lujiabao after sunset.
Lu Zhenrong had been waiting at the door for a long time. When he saw Murong Jue coming, he immediately saluted and knelt down.
Murong Jue's eyes were cold, but his eyes were still attracted by the little boy beside him.
"My son, you haven't even knelt before the prince!" Lu Zhenrong felt nervous when he saw him looking at his grandson, and immediately turned his head and said to the little man beside him.
The boy was also looking at Murong Jue, with obvious doubts in his clear eyes, but he still said obediently: "Kowtow to the prince!"
The childish voice flowed through people's hearts like spring water. I don't know why, but after the boy saluted, Murong Jue's eyes became more complicated. Without saying anything, he strode into the castle.
Lu Feifan and Lu Zhenrong looked at each other, wondering what made Prince Leng Mei angry!
After Murong Jue entered the castle, she walked straight to the place where Qingcheng once lived. Nothing there had changed, but her memories had already flooded into her heart!
He lowered his head, the sharpness and brilliance in his eyes were gone. Every time he was alone, there was only endless regret and sadness around him...
Five years later, if she were still alive, their child would be as old as the boy just now!
Qingcheng, Qing'er......
He called out the names of their mother and daughter again in his heart, but the woman far away in Qingshan stood in front of the inn window, saying in his heart: Cheng'er, just wait!